Travellin' in the dark. Can't see a thing. Travellin' in the dark. . Travellin' in the dark. Can't see a thing. Travellin' in the dark. . What you gonna do when you can't seem to understand?.
The Laird is arriving. He ran to the east. He stood in the courthouse. Pleading his case. His crime was a passion. An aching for peace. . And he 's not alone.
Put their shoulders to the big wheel. work their fingers. To the bone. Take their pleasures in the future, put it down and bring. It home. Walk around into the sundown, looking for an honest man.